Book of da Week: A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway

A Farewell to Arms - Ernest Hemingway
Farewell!

The surname Hemingway is synonymous with literature and whether it’s the Old Man and the Sea or the Snows of Kilimanjaro, the guy had a thunderous and dramatic sense of purpose with his writing. A Farewell to Arms (1929) is set during the Italian campaign of the First World War, written as a first-person account by American soldier Lieutenant Frederic Henry.

With WWI bustling away in the background, Henry indulges in battles, gets injured, and eventually begins a love affair with one Catherine Barkley. The book makes us think of the film the English Patient for some reason, as there are similar themes of love and loss in what is another timeless piece of poignant and dramatic writing from the man Hemingway.

A Farewell to Arms

A handsome young Hemingway did indeed fight during World War I as an ambulance driver in Italy. This is where his experiences fueled his novel, which is one of his most famous works – it also secured his status as a leading American writer of his era, with his story of wartime bravery, strife, resistance, and crushingly emotional ending paving the way for cinematic feature films to play with audience’s emotions.

Hemingway, of course, had a rather distinct writing style which was innovative and unique at the time, although it’s been noted his spelling abilities were surprisingly poor (not that it really matters). His style consisted of short sharp sentences. Like this, to really hammer home the drama. For without drama and conflict things would be dull. Dull is bad. Without the good type of bad, there would be no good.

He also abstained from using big words – words like abstained, so his writing style is infinitely accessible. Indeed, it’s all about the storytelling – instead of trying to show off with words which make you hit the dictionary, he formulated striking stories, typically with a biting edge to the ending which leaves readers with a sense of loss, or some sort of epiphany.

A Farewell To Arms manages both, as mentioned up there above on the first paragraph. It’s an emotional ride but, for anyone who’s read war literature before, you’ll know what’s in store. Hemingway did, at least, add a humane edge through the love story which develops, which makes the novel’s ending so tragic, but ultimately so descriptive of the hellish mess that was the First World War.

Hemingway in Later Years

Something of a macho figure who liked to stylise himself as a heroic manly man, Hemingway was around in WWII and fashioned himself as part of the cause (when, in reality, he spent most of his time drinking in bars). During his life he enjoyed shooting animals with big guns (i.e. game hunting), wrote a book about bullfighting, flew planes, and drank extremely heavily.

His brilliance as a writer was matched by his brilliance as a drinker. Rising early each day, he’d write only 500 words a day (not a bad method, frankly, as over two months you’d amass some 30,000 words – half a novel – keep it in mind if you’re thinking of writing one) and then commence his volatile drinking spree.

Later in life, he suddenly became involved in a series of calamities, including several air crashes (one of which led the world’s press to print a story that he’d died). His alcoholism caught up with him, however, and plagued with health problems he blew his brains out with a shotgun aged 61 in, ironically, 1961. A dramatic life reflected in his works.

17 comments

  1. I read this when my great aunt passed away. She had intellectual disabilities and for some reason I associated this book with her. That was years ago so I’ll have to revisit it. I always thought Hemingway was an interesting individual, too.

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  2. That book made a HUGE impact on me the first time I read it, way more than ‘The Old Man And The Sea’. One of the things that got me was the style – Hemingway penned ‘Farewell to Arms’ in the early 1920s, but the voice, pacing, choice of adjectives and so forth were entirely modern by our standards. And then there’s the story itself which is tragedy on tragedy.

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    • It’s a very unique style, the man was certainly a creative genius. A real force to be reckoned with. There are several stories from Snows of Kilimanjaro which remain my favourite of his, though.

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      • I’ve lately been reading the short stories he set in that Spanish bar – which (for me at least) grip readers by the throat and ram their faces straight into the realities of the human dark side on the front line. Wish I knew how to write that way.

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